I Will Grow My Hair For You

I will grow my hair for you in this dark and quiet night, I say it to myself think about the grass growing for the early spring and the frozen trees, beautiful and cold, will also grow to merry land I'm heading the sail of hair, with the same darkness, flowering your white pillow in this dark and quiet night, you wouldn't notice and see they are growing without sleep all of them are growing together and will sing, tomorrow tomorrow they will sing to you silently and hurt my eyes. still I want to grow my hair for you from tonight, this moment on, when the chilly breeze sends me the message of soil through your window screen I can guess seeds sprouting, streets branching like wild, rain clouds shedding tears that eagerly, and all the others coming through, too: March, April, May, June...spring, summer and every season days and months and all the years ahead coming one after another marching to my dreams all the future, navigates without waking you up ah, you'll never know, you've travelled with me in this boat naked and sound before the sun comes out, tomorrow tomorrow you will only see the cherry blossom so ripe that fell snowing our pavement 2011/3/14